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Thanksgiving is always a special time in our house. My oldest daughter- who actually was my step-daughter by a prior marriage, had gone off to college and I was always happy when she took the time to call me, and ecstatic when she said she would be coming for Thanksgiving. Even though I wasn’t her biological father, she considered me a real dad and we were extremely close, even if I was...Read On

This is a true story that happened to my wife and I while visiting a local nude beach for the very first time. *** My wife and I love our sex life and we are voyeurs in our own right. We have been married for thirty-four years and have talked at length about going to a nude beach for some time now. So, we finally decided to take that plunge. My wife is fifty-six years young and she still...Read On

How does a "straight" boy convince himself to sleep with his childhood bff?

Angus Reese was abit drunk and really high but that didn’t explain the sudden curiosity about how boys have sex. Sure, he’d seen a few pornos and, as any good liberal should, attended his fair share of gay pride parades, usually with lesbian friends. He liked pussy and a fair set of tits bouncing from just above the opening of a silk blouse rocked his johnny something fierce. But as some...Read On

"And you think you can do that? You wouldn't DARE!" With that statement, Lorna had put the ball squarely in my court. Now I had to either follow through with my threat, or listen to her laugh me out of the building with my tail between my legs. I don't know what was going through my mind that evening... maybe I had lived under the tyrannical influence of Lorna for too long - but there...Read On

It started soon after a serious concussion I received from a skiing accident. I began noticing changes in my thought patterns, little changes that were not very detectable to my family and friends. But one change in particular had a much greater impact on my life when I discovered that I had a powerfully profound desire to suck cock. I mean, how fucked up is that?! Before the accident I...Read On

As Alex lay awake in the darkness, he thought about his life. He thought about the paradoxical nature of his world, how it seemed so complicated and at the same time so simple. He lay in the darkness on the living room sofa, his bed for the past four years, while twenty-five feet to the east, his ex-wife occupied the former marital bed. She could spread out her arms and roll over in her...Read On

It was December 24th. I was traveling to my fiancé’s mother’s house for Christmas, a relaxing getaway from our busy city life. This was my first holiday with them and I wanted to make a good impression. I had briefly met Eric’s parents once, when they had ventured from their cozy Connecticut home to meet us for dinner about 6 months into our relationship, but this was a new challenge. Three...Read On

The scene unfolding on his bed is very obscene... Her black lacy corset is half open on her back, with the ribbons torn and hanging off, swinging mid-air like pendulums. Her wrists are handcuffed to the end of the metal bedframe. There are fresh, red handprints on her buttocks. With every collision of their bodies, every thrust of his cock into her, she cries out, 'Don't stop! Harder! Fuck...Read On

It was a long two week after my little love session with Mr and Mrs Johnson, my best friend’s parents. They made me feel so good, so wanted. I had a great time and loved the feeling of Kelly’s dad fucking me hard. But to tell the truth, what really turned me on was getting touched and played with by Sara, my best friend’s mother. My name is Briana and I am seventeen years old. I have long...Read On

I go to a lake with a sunbathing terrace and an old man takes my sun care into his own hands

This is based on a true story. I’d heard about this lakeside beach, which had a nude sunbathing terrace. The weather was shaping up nicely and I had the day off so I decided to check it out. I put my beach towel and black Speedo into my backpack, as well as some sunscreen, water and lunch. I wasn’t sure what to expect but I decided to head out and discover for myself. I got on the train...Read On

Well, how should I begin to describe that special Friday? I think, we should start with the waves of pleasure, which radiated from my pussy after getting his text. The message, late on Tuesday, about coming to look at my pipework. Yes, I know it's corny, but he enjoys that sort of thing and I can't help indulging him. As long as the double entendres don't become triple or just off the scale. ...Read On

My name is Paige and I’m a twenty four year-old single white female. I live in the suburbs and love it. I work in the city and hate it. Though I love my job, I spend most of my day driving alone from place to place hawking my business. It gets lonely and after doing this same job, on the same routes for two years lately I’ve been trying new things to entertain myself while I make my...Read On

John Polidori (1795-1821) returns to England and prepares to meet his fate...

London, February 1821 John strode across the bustle of Piccadilly, the wide road alive with people even at this late hour. He was glad to turn his steps towards home and to disappear into the huddle of dark streets that was Soho. He felt more at ease here in the shadows than he did in the melee of the West End. There, flaming torches lit the way, gilding the streets with an orange glow...Read On

It was 4 o'clock, and I was driving me and my girlfriend, Emily, through downtown to get to a party at a college friend's apartment. He lived about fifteen miles out from where we lived, out in the suburbs. He and I had known each other since high school, and he was the one who introduced me to Emily. He set up a date between us. I had worn my frilly blue blouse and a pair of skinny jeans. I...Read On

I have always looked forward to Thanksgiving. It is a special time for our family. My wife and I have been married for ten years and every year, we always go to her family’s house for Thanksgiving dinner. (We have Christmas at out house.) I like Thanksgiving, if for no other reason than I get to see family members we don’t normally get to see but once a year, like my wife’s younger...Read On

‘Was she any good?’ It's four in the morning, and I watch my husband undress. Aaron has just arrived home and, momentarily, I feel sorry for him as he finds it impossible to look me in the eye. He drops his jeans to the floor, leaving them in a crumpled heap, and that will probably infuriate me in the morning. But, right now, his untidiness is irrelevant. I have other things to think...Read On

"Mhmm. Oh. Ahh, you feel so good. Keep fucking me." Amy had been fantasizing about having sex in the ambulance she ran. Now that her boyfriend, Kevin, was stationed with her, it was possible. Still, she worried her partner, or another firefighter, would catch them, but she decided it was worth the risk. Kevin grunted, pulled her close, and exploded deep inside of her. They quickly...Read On

Sunday morning was grey and cold. I woke early, forcing myself out of bed and into the shower. Midway through feeling guilty for wasting so much hot water, I remembered Scott. Had he been serious about everything he’d said? Surely, he didn’t expect me to really do everything he wanted. After all, he’d left in a less than gentlemanly fashion. I took a cab to my parents’ house on the edge of...Read On

I shivered as I walked toward the administration building. What did Jerry Williams want of me that was so important? Jerry was the University's Vice Chancellor, the big guy, the boss, the HMFIC. Jerry had the final say on who is hired and fired. Was I being fired? Did he want to personally can me? I didn't think so, it was no secret that he was after my beautiful wife Susan. He was always...Read On

Lisa and I spent all of Wednesday night together, exploring and enjoying each other. Joining the Writers Workshop that Lisa ran was the single best decision I had ever made. We got to know each other at our second meeting and my life changed. Her mind is perfect for me, challenging me when I need it and playing with me when I do not. Her body is perfect for me, creating new dreams and opening...Read On

She was in fucking trouble this time. He had caught her dead to rights and there was no way she could deny it - the proof was right there on the computer and he had taken a screenshot to prove it! Michael had left home that morning the same as usual. Sarah, his wife and submissive, had got up and fixed breakfast for him, gave him a kiss goodbye, and promised to behave herself and get her...Read On

And so it was that Mathias the hand-healer found himself in the shackles of a cage being wheeled out of town. Four hideous men walked in formation around the caravan as the driver led his horses through town to parade their new slave. "Look upon him!" the town crier exclaimed, "look upon the foul harlot, but fall not to his evil temptations!" Look upon him they did. They did not see much...Read On

Shops loaded with goods, all around me. Bright fluorescent lamps fill the space with light. It's truly a wonderland, a place to overindulge yourself, spoil yourself. The Metro, Newcastle's mammoth shopping centre. On the first floor outside New Look, I stare down into the windows of Zara. A purse, bulging with money and an insatiable need to pamper and treat myself. I'm shopping until...Read On

My car was filled with the musky fragrance of your most intimate self as I withdrew my fingers from your spent pussy, raising them to my mouth to extract your sweet, warm nectar. As we sat in a dark corner of the parking garage, my throbbing cock strained against my slacks as the result of fingering you to a loud, wet orgasm. With an impish look, you grabbed my belt and tugged at it until...Read On

Stephen lay with his back propped up against the pillows of his hospital bed. Although he was getting better at it, he was still struggling to work his laptop with his good arm in a cast. His whole right hand was suspended in a contraption holding the bones of his hand in place while they healed. It was still a little unsettling to look at the small cables penetrating through his skin on the...Read On

It was late afternoon on one of those rare days in late July in England when it was warm enough to sit outdoors until long after dusk has fallen. Anne and I were sitting on the patio with our friends Ellen and David with a glass of chilled white wine. Suddenly, Ellen turned to us and said in a quiet voice, “Oliver is coming home next weekend for a couple of weeks between university and...Read On

The deep rumble of the waves was behind me as I walked up the beach towards your beach house. One of the doors leading on to the sun-deck was open, and in the subdued light, I could see a pretty young girl sitting on her bed inside. You didn't notice me outside, the gentle crashing of the sea masked any sounds I made and the light from the new moon was barely enough for me to see my own...Read On

It was almost sunset when you pulled onto my street. I heard the squeal of your tires as I waited on the porch, my girlfriend inside. I couldn't refuse your demand. You knew that. Leaning in your window, your breath as sweet as dew on roses. Your hands locked onto my hair and you pulled me to the cruelest, most beautiful set of lips I ever craved. You bit my lower lip, hard. I moaned...Read On

I received a fan email from an 18yo high school swimmer from Sydney saying he wanted to try anal.

As you guys may expect, I get a lot of emails from random people. Most of them are fantastic, like one I got last week from a Surf Life Saver who loves speedos (he sent a photo, I’ll see if he will let me post it). Some emails I receive are weird, some are vague and I still get some hate mail mostly from religious nut jobs. I am propositioned for sex nearly daily from all over the world. I...Read On

After graduating from a rural High School, I worked for my uncle at his shoe store in the city. I needed a summer job to pay for university so it was an ideal arrangement. Because I was eighteen years old, not a minor, he could leave me in charge of the store, which he did frequently. He liked to golf and, when it was a nice day, he would go off when the urge hit him and I would not see...Read On